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http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/milk-cookies-cupcakes/#respondTue, 26 Sep 2017 14:43:51 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=15112So I have created a little bit of a monster at my house… a baking monster that is. My little one absolutely LOVES to bake. Every morning she wakes up, looks at me, and asks, what are we going to bake today mommy? Can I let you in on a little secret? I absolutely LOVE […]

So I have created a little bit of a monster at my house… a baking monster that is. My little one absolutely LOVES to bake. Every morning she wakes up, looks at me, and asks, what are we going to bake today mommy? Can I let you in on a little secret? I absolutely LOVE it. I always hope she wants to continue to bake/cook with mommy!

These cupcakes… I didn’t really have high hopes for them to be honest. I wasn’t sure about the milk on top (look at the last picture). I wasn’t sure about the cookie. Truthfully, I wasn’t sure about the sweetened condensed milk in the cupcake and icing. A lot of people would probably think these would be the best, but I was quite worried…

I also found it quite interesting that we used a food processor to complete not only the cupcake but also the icing. Who would have thought? Seriously?

By the way, I call it icing. You ice a cake and cupcakes. Especially when you are decorating them. I guess it could be frosting if you are just slapping it on there… I don’t really know. I pretty much always refer to it as icing. What do you call it? Now, if you use the store-bought stuff, that’s frosting from a can… That’s all there is to it.

After last month’s debacle of the cupcakes exploding, these turned out really well. I’m going to claim it was because I had my sous chef helping me and I wasn’t doing them by myself… Think that works?

So another little help/tidbit… You have to put the icing in the fridge. ahem, I tried to ice a cupcake without that fact, didn’t work! So then… I put the icing in the fridge and kind of forgot about it. They suggest 20 minutes. That’s not really long enough, but all day is way too long. Find that sweet spot!

Thoughts: The cupcake was awesome. The icing wasn’t too bad either! Definitely a keeper recipe. In the future, though I’d probably forgo the cookie on top and that splash of milk… just cause. But the verdict was YUM!

Drizzle in 1/4 cup whole milk, pulsing a few times. Combine until smooth.

Evenly divide the batter among the cupcake liners, fill each about 3/4 of the way full. Sprinkle the mini chocolate chips on top.

Bake until the tops of the cupcakes are golden and spring back when lightly pressed, about 20-25 minutes.

Let cupcakes cool in pan 5 minutes, then transfer to a cooling rack.

Pierce the top of the warm cupcake all over with a fork. Mix the remaining 2 tbsp of condensed milk and 2 tbsp of whole milk; brush evenly over the top of the warm cupcakes.

Let cool completely.

For the Icing

Place the milk chocolate into a microwave-safe bowl. Microwave in 30-second intervals, stirring after each, until smooth and melted. Let cool slightly.

Combine the butter, melted chocolate, 1/4 cup condensed milk, and salt in a food processor. Turn on and process until smooth, scraping down the sides of the bowl occasionally to make sure it gets completely mixed.

Add confectioners’ sugar and process until smooth, about a minute more.

Transfer to a bowl and refrigerate until firm but spreadable, about 30 minutes. Don’t forget this step.

To ice the cupcakes

Spread icing on the top of the cupcake, making a small well in the middle.

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http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/life-lately-2/#commentsWed, 20 Sep 2017 14:56:47 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=15047So what have we been up to around here? Good question. Life is never the same from day to day or even minute to minute. Last week we worked with trying to trailer break Little Pi. What on earth does that mean? Well it means, we were spending time trying to get her in the […]

So what have we been up to around here? Good question. Life is never the same from day to day or even minute to minute. Last week we worked with trying to trailer break Little Pi. What on earth does that mean?

Well it means, we were spending time trying to get her in the trailer. Why? Well, because we finally found someone to break her to ride. Unfortunately she’s a little behind in the training aspect for Cutting horses. Sad but true and that’s our fault. Usually a colt is broke late (I’m talking late fall) of their yearling year or the very first part of spring in their 2 year old year. Shortly after (no real given time frame) they start cutting training. A lot of colts are trained and shown for the first time their 3 year old year in what is known as a Futurity. There’s a huge one in Ft. Worth the end of November/First of December, otherwise a lot of associations have smaller futurities in the fall every year.

Well, Little Pi is a 3 year old and not even broke and here we are going in to fall. We missed those futurities. Sad day! The good thing though is we finally found someone to break her to ride. Nothing says we can’t get her broke to ride and trained late. I once showed a mare who wasn’t trained until she was a 5 year old and this mare and I won all over the country. It’s possible. If nothing else, if we sell her, she’ll be worth more money broke than she is as an unbroke mare. We’re not sure what is going to happen at this point, all we know is she’s getting broke to ride. Yey!

In other news… I read this blog post yesterday. I guess I haven’t paid enough attention to the news to know this was an issue, either that or I don’t live in Colorado Springs so I hadn’t heard. I don’t know. It was quickly followed up by this second post. This just goes to show you that people do and will believe anything and everything on the internet.

And on that note… I actually wrote a blog post the other day about cleaning wetsuits. If you didn’t know… They claim there are 2 types of divers. Those who admit to peeing in their wetsuit and those who say they don’t, but really do. Just a thought to ponder.

Finally… It started looking like Fall was approaching… but now I’m not so sure. This week the temperatures have been in the 90’s. That’s kind of funny really. I’ve looked at the forecast for the upcoming weeks. It looks like it will eventually cool off. I’m not a huge fan of cooler weather. I hurt in the winter.I don’t know why. I think I’m getting old.

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/life-lately-2/feed/1Cheesy Scalloped Potatoeshttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/cheesy-scalloped-potatoes/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/cheesy-scalloped-potatoes/#commentsTue, 19 Sep 2017 12:42:56 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=14249Scalloped potatoes seem to be a staple in a lot of people’s repertoire. Growing up, I really only thought that they came out of a box or premade from the store. And I can tell you I hated scalloped potatoes. They were horrible pieces of cardboard, sorry to the boxed brands out there. And the […]

Scalloped potatoes seem to be a staple in a lot of people’s repertoire. Growing up, I really only thought that they came out of a box or premade from the store. And I can tell you I hated scalloped potatoes. They were horrible pieces of cardboard, sorry to the boxed brands out there. And the premade stuff from the store… yuck! I seriously hated scalloped potatoes. Until one day…

One day I went to a friends house. There for a while, we went to a friends house multiple times per week. And one night she made us dinner. She said she was making scalloped potatoes. Oh gosh, I rolled my eyes trying not to let her see my huge distaste for scalloped potatoes. Like the good dinner guest, I took a scoop and went and sat down. I planned on eating those scalloped potatoes first so that I could mask the taste with the rest of the food she made.

I took my first bite and literally had to pick my jaw up off the ground. Okay, okay so it was was figuratively, but still. I was just in wow at how good these things actually were. Who knew? Seriously? I had no idea. So I must admit, I went back for seconds. Hey, scalloped potatoes were actually good.

The other night when we were trying to decide what to eat, my mom suggested she’d buy the premade scalloped potatoes. YUCK! I said, please, let me take a stab at making them because those premade ones are crap. Yes, I said that to my mother. I’m sorry. But they are… So I sat out to make scalloped potatoes for the first time. Okay, they are extremely easy to make. Maybe not quite as fast as the warm up in the microwave 2 minute premade type, but oh so much better. The time difference doesn’t even compare to make me ever want to buy those pre-made potatoes again.

Here’s what I did.

Cheesy Scalloped Potatoes

Ingredients:

1/4-1/2 Onion, diced.

6-8 Yukon gold potatoes, sliced

2 tbsp Butter

2 tbsp Flour

1/2 cup Heavy cream

2 cups Milk

1-1/2 cup Cheddar cheese, shredded, divided

salt and pepper to taste

Directions:

Preheat the oven to 350˚F. Lightly grease a 9×13 baking dish.

Melt the butter in a pan. Add onions and cook 3-5 minutes, or until translucent. Once the onions are cooked, add flour and cook with a whisk. Add 1/2 cup heavy cream, then add 2 cups milk. Allow mixture to thicken. Finally add 1 cup cheese to melt. salt and pepper to taste.

Place a layer of potatoes in the prepared dish. Add onion/cheese/milk mixture. Repeat layers. Top mixture with remaining cheese.

Place in the oven and bake for 30 minutes or until potatoes are thoroughly cooked. When pierced with a fork and they are easy to poke, you know they are cooked.

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/cheesy-scalloped-potatoes/feed/1Chiefs vs Eagles – Season opening home gamehttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/chiefs-vs-eagles-season-opening-home-game/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/chiefs-vs-eagles-season-opening-home-game/#respondMon, 18 Sep 2017 16:30:07 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=15050Sunday was our first home game of season. We won the season opening game against the Patriots. I’m not sure they were happy about that… lol. Sunday was season opeing home game though. That meant it was a loud and proud day. It was a lot busier than preseason games… Wow! We didn’t get our […]

Sunday was our first home game of season. We won the season opening game against the Patriots. I’m not sure they were happy about that… lol.

Sunday was season opeing home game though. That meant it was a loud and proud day. It was a lot busier than preseason games… Wow! We didn’t get our “normal” spot on the grass for tailgating. That was fine with me. I’m easy going.

We decided to eat breakfast. One of the ladies walking around said that that was a new one on her. Most people were doing steaks and burgers, etc. I thought to myself, this isn’t the first time we’ve done breakfast….

The gates were supposed to open at 8:30. They opened at 7. There was a guy from Arkansas who is a season ticket holder who left home at like who knows when to be the first one in the gate. They said he’d been at the gate since 3am. Crazy. I’m not that crazy, although I kept saying we needed to have our heads examined because we were up at 5am driving to KC.

Finally it was time to pack up and head into the stadium. At that point I don’t think I could keep my eyes open. I’m not a 5am kind of person. Never have been, probably never will be. Tbug got to go with us. Woohoooo….

Right after the antehm, Abug fell asleep and slept well in to the third quarter. She fell asleep on my lap and because of that I had to sit most of the game. The guys in front of me refused to sit so I stared at their butt most of the game. Not really, I tried to watch the jumbotron. That wasn’t always easy either.

Halftime was a solute to the armed forces… mainly Police. Look at that flag. Awesome, right?

The stupid snapchat wouldn’t update. The final score was 27 Chiefs 20 Eagles. Oh you see that, we won!!

It still wouldn’t update. And everyone was watching until the very end to make sure we won. It was a nailbiter.

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/chiefs-vs-eagles-season-opening-home-game/feed/0Gus’s Mac and Cheeseburgerhttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/guss-and-mac-cheeseburger/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/guss-and-mac-cheeseburger/#commentsMon, 18 Sep 2017 15:57:30 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=14124A couple weekends ago Abug wanted a new book. We decided we were going to go to town and get a new book. We asked what kind of book she wanted. Her answer: A Princess Book. That day she came home with 3 books. A princess book, another book, and a Princess Cookbook. WHAT?!?! Yup, […]

A couple weekends ago Abug wanted a new book. We decided we were going to go to town and get a new book. We asked what kind of book she wanted. Her answer: A Princess Book. That day she came home with 3 books. A princess book, another book, and a Princess Cookbook. WHAT?!?! Yup, it exists. It’s called the Disney Princess Cookbook. After she picked out a few books, we went over to the cookbook section to browse. I saw this book and on the cover are three princesses. I figured it was a kids book in the wrong section, but when I picked it up, sure enough, it was a princess cookbook.

The week following getting her this cookbook, I was trying to decide what to make for dinner. I knew what we had in the refrigerator and the cupboard. That’s when I decided… we were going to make Gus’s Mac and Cheeseburger. This is a cookbook that is geared towards getting kids in the kitchen. It even has in the instructions, have a parent help with …… So I knew that this would work to get her into the kitchen and able to help mommy. Anytime I’m in the kitchen cooking, she wants to be right alongside me. Perfect!

She did a fantastic job. She refused to try any. Rachael Ray always says that getting the kids to help cook will get them to eat. I call false on that instance. It really confused me too because she loves mac and cheese. But she’s 3. 3-year-olds don’t always eat. They’ll go days it feels like without eating and then bam, they eat all day every day. 3-year-olds are weird. This may be why I call her a threenager. I think I’ll leave it at that and know that I do feed my child. She eats. I’m not crazy… am I?

Gus’s Mac and Cheeseburger

The Disney Princess Cookbook, pg 65

Ingredients:

1 (16oz) elbow macaroni

1/2 lb ground beef

4 tbsp butter

3 tbsp flour

2 1/2 cups milk

1 tbsp mustard

dash of nutmeg

4 cups shredded cheddar cheese

Topping

2 tbsp butter, melted

1/2 cup bread crumbs or cracker crumbs

1/8 tsp paprika

Directions:

Cook the macaroni according to the directions on the box.

Ask an adult to help you at the stove. Place the ground beef in a heavy saucepan and cook over medium heat. Make sure to cook the beef until it is completely brown, then drain off any liquid.

Heat the oven to 350˚F. Combine the hamburger and the cooked macaroni in a 2 1/2-3qt casserole dish.

Melt the 4 tbsp of butter in a heavy saucepan over medium heat. Stir the flour into the butter with a wooden spoon. As soon as the sauce starts to bubble, add the milk, mustard, and nutmeg, and whisk until the mixture is blended.

Stir in the cheese, and continue stirring until it is copletely melted and the sauce starts to thicken.

Ladel the cheese sauce into the casserole dish, and gently stir until the macaroni and hamburger are evenly coated.

Mix all the topping ingredients together in a bowl and then sprinkle them on the macaroni.

Ask an adult to help you with the oven. Put the casserole dish in the oven. Bake the macaroni and cheese until it heats all the way through and starts to bubble (about 20-25 minutes).

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/guss-and-mac-cheeseburger/feed/2Bridal Shower Sugar Cookieshttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/bridal-shower-sugar-cookies/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/bridal-shower-sugar-cookies/#respondSat, 16 Sep 2017 20:41:43 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=15040I’m having fun with these sugar cookies. They are challenging me in fact. The other day I was asked if I could do some for a Bridal shower. They wanted diamond ring, wedding cake, dresses, and hearts. At that point in time, I only owned cookie cutters for dresses and hearts. That didn’t bother them […]

I’m having fun with these sugar cookies. They are challenging me in fact. The other day I was asked if I could do some for a Bridal shower. They wanted diamond ring, wedding cake, dresses, and hearts. At that point in time, I only owned cookie cutters for dresses and hearts. That didn’t bother them or me. I told them I may get the other’s, but I’d for sure do the dresses and hearts. Then we went to Tulsa.

While in Tulsa my aunt asked if there was anywhere I needed/wanted to go shopping. My answer, which is usually my answer, Williams Sonoma. I knew they’d have the cookie cutters I needed. I quickly grabbed the diamond ring but was hesitant on the cake cutter. It seemed so large and I was afraid it’d be difficult to make.

Guys, I’m telling you… my favorite out of all these cookies was the cake. So super easy and soooooo pretty! I only cut out 6 (well truth be told 8 because I always cut out a couple extra just in case). After it was all said and done, I really wish I would have cut out more of the cake. I’m telling you, they were my favorite.

I think my second favorite was the hearts, followed by a toss up on ring or dress.

I made arrangements to meet up with Bobby to get her the cookies for her daughter’s bridal shower. Guys, she was so happy with them. That always makes me happy. I am quite the worrier. I always worry people won’t like what I’ve done. By the way, did I mention my favorites were the cake and I wish I would have done more of them?

Anyway, for those of you helping me keep count, she ordered 4 dozen cookies which puts my total to:

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/bridal-shower-sugar-cookies/feed/0Greek Ravioli Skillethttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/greek-ravioli-skillet/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/greek-ravioli-skillet/#respondTue, 12 Sep 2017 13:51:35 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=12727I mentioned yesterday that 9/11 holds a special, weird, place in my heart. Three different events happened on that day to just kind of leave me in tears. Losing my grandma was extremely difficult for me. I spent a lot of time with my grandparents (both sets, all 4 of them) growing up. Both my […]

I mentioned yesterday that 9/11 holds a special, weird, place in my heart. Three different events happened on that day to just kind of leave me in tears. Losing my grandma was extremely difficult for me. I spent a lot of time with my grandparents (both sets, all 4 of them) growing up. Both my parents worked, so for many summers, I stayed with one or the other set of grandparents. Losing my first grandparent was difficult. You have no idea. I was in my early 20’s so I was lucky, some people don’t even get to meet their grandparents. I was extremely lucky.

So, what does that have to do with Greek Ravioli Pasta? Good question.Well… My grandma was half Greek. Her father actually came through Ellis Island. Once upon a time I went to New York City and did all the touristy things, including touring Ellis Island. That was CRAZY the things they went through coming through there. WOW! My great-grandpa died when my grandma was 5 years old. He got pneumonia a couple years before penicillin was invented. Had he gotten it after, he would have probably been saved, maybe anyway. Who really, truly knows.

Anyway, lately, we’ve kind of been in a rut, eating the same things. I get tired of the same things so I went on the hunt for something new. That’s when I came up with this Greek Pasta from Taste of Home. I’m game. I truly want to learn more about Greece. I even want to visit it. Can someone teach me how to speak it too, please? I really want to learn more about Greece. The other day I was doing SCUBA diving research and found out there are great places to dive in Greece. I read that there are roughly 8,498 miles of shoreline. WHAT?!?!

So Greek pasta. When I think of Greek food I think of Tziki sauce, Zucchini, Kalamata Olives, tomatoes, gyros, etc. Well, this pasta combines quite a few of those flavors I think of with Greek food… It has the Kalamata Olives, zucchini, tomatoes, basil…. YUM! Oh, and it has ravioli which I absolutely love. Oh, and did I mention Feta cheese? Seriously. Yum!

Let’s just say this had the right consistency of salty and tasty. I’m not sure that describes it really well. I used to hate olives and Kalamata Olives really have a unique flavor. I can now tell you that my tastes have changed over the years and I absolutely LOVE olives. They add a great flavor mixed with that Feta cheese and basil. And I love pasta. It’s just a given. So I’m telling you, get dressed, get in your vehicle, drive to the store, and get all the ingredients to make this dish tonight. It’s quick and easy and super tasty! You’re welcome.

Directions:

In a large skillet, brown the beef, zucchini, and onion over medium heat until beef has no pink; drain any liquids off.

Once the ravioli is cooked, drain, and then add to the ground beef.

Add in the marinara sauce, water, and pepper. No salt is necessary as the cheese and Kalamata olives add in a salty flavor, but add some if you think it needs it after you taste it. Bring mixture to a boil, reduce heat, and simmer, uncovered for 5 minutes.

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/greek-ravioli-skillet/feed/0My Own Day of Mourninghttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/my-own-day-of-mourning/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/my-own-day-of-mourning/#respondTue, 12 Sep 2017 02:41:16 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=12762Today is 9-11. I know where I was on that fateful day 16 years ago. I’ve mentioned it many times here on the ol blog… But I was yelling at my roommate because her alarm was way too darn loud. We had bunk beds and my bed was on top. I hopped off the bed […]

]]>Today is 9-11. I know where I was on that fateful day 16 years ago. I’ve mentioned it many times here on the ol blog… But I was yelling at my roommate because her alarm was way too darn loud. We had bunk beds and my bed was on top. I hopped off the bed after yelling at her and went off to the bathroom. We had community bathrooms. As I was walking back to my room to go back to sleep, because I didn’t have class until 11 am, I heard Tom Brokaw’s voice. Not something you typically hear in the morning.

I immediately knew something was up. I wandered down the hallway into Jessie’s room, sat down on one of the beds and watched as the second plane hit the second tower. After I picked my jaw up off the floor, I asked her what movie she was watching. It was so life like. She told me this was really happening.

People all around campus were glued to the tv, and those who weren’t were waiting in line at the gas stations scared to death about what was going to happen.

Okay, What Gives with the Title?

My Own Day of Mourning. That title has nothing to do with the above paragraphs. 9-11-01 has nothing to do with the title. Let me explain!

9-11-2007 changed my life. Early in 2007, my grandma was diagnosed with oral cancer. I remember on 9-4-2007, my grandma’s anniversary, she was walking around her house saying, Well this will be my last anniversary. Toward the end, I went over every evening after work. I tried to spend as much time with her as I could.

The week of 9-11-07 I knew something was coming. I couldn’t explain it, but I just knew. That week I went into work early and stayed late on Monday. Tuesday I went in early as well. That Monday, the hospice nurse found my dad’s cell number. She called him and said normally they weren’t supposed to do that, but she knew my mom was in China for work and she didn’t think my grandpa understood the seriousness of everything. I partially think he and grandma didn’t want to bring my mom home without knowing something for sure. The hospice nurse though, she told my dad to pull the trigger and get my mom home, now.

The work travel people went to work trying to get my mom home. The earliest she could get home was 9-11. My mom flew home from China on 9-11. That in itself was a scary thought.

I mentioned I went in early on that Tuesday morning. I had gone over to see grandma the night before. While she wasn’t up and moving, she actually seemed better. Around 8:30 that morning I was sitting in a coworkers office who had asked about grandma. I mentioned I thought she was doing better. And then my phone started ringing. My heart sank. I knew what that phone call was without ever seeing who was calling me. I answered it. My dad told me that grandma had passed away. I grabbed my purse and told Joyce, please tell Dawn I’ll be back and ran out the door. Luckily my boss knew that minute might come and she was very understanding.

When this all happened, my mom was somewhere in the air between China and Chicago. My dad started busting his butt with the travel department’s help trying to get him on a flight to Chicago so that my mom didn’t have to sit in Chicago with a long layover and the news her mom had just passed away. We weren’t able to get him on a flight there. Mom sat in Chicago and got the news.

But wait, there’s more.

Jump forward 2 years. Just two. My husband, then he wasn’t, and I had just started dating. 9-6-2009 hubby left MO to head back to Kentucky where he worked. In fact, he left my house so late that night that he wound up staying at his mom’s house and getting up early on 9-7-2009 to drive back. He knew that his grandma was sick and wouldn’t last much longer. They had a big birthday party for her that year with that knowledge then.

Truth be told, I didn’t want him to leave that weekend. I wanted him to stay. Especially because he only came home every other weekend and I knew I wouldn’t be seeing him the weekend of the 11th. Hubby’s grandma passed away 9-11-2009. He jumped in his truck and flew back 7 hours to get home. While I didn’t like the circumstances that were bringing him home, I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was a bit excited he was coming home.

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/my-own-day-of-mourning/feed/09/11 – Never Forgethttp://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/911-never-forget/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/911-never-forget/#commentsMon, 11 Sep 2017 14:00:51 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=12716“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.”- Former President George […]

“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.”- Former President George W Bush

“We’re going to find out who did this and we’re going after the bastards”- Sen. Orrin Hatch

]]>http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/911-never-forget/feed/1A Fruit I Dislike and Why | Blogging 30http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/fruit-dislike-blogging-30/
http://midwesternatheart.com/2017/09/fruit-dislike-blogging-30/#respondSun, 10 Sep 2017 19:17:06 +0000http://midwesternatheart.com/?p=12725I can’t stand cantaloupe. There is a weird sweet smell of it. I’m not sure. I wish I knew why I didn’t care for it, but I never have. I once mixed it in a fruit cocktail, mainly because I didn’t want it going bad. It made the rest of the fruit taste like it […]

I can’t stand cantaloupe. There is a weird sweet smell of it. I’m not sure. I wish I knew why I didn’t care for it, but I never have. I once mixed it in a fruit cocktail, mainly because I didn’t want it going bad. It made the rest of the fruit taste like it and I was able to get by with the taste… but to this day, I can’t stand this fruit. Sorry poor Cantaloupe.